Feng Feiyun was hiding in a dark corner. His palms were full of sweat, and his mouth was panting heavily. His back was against the cold wall, and he didn't dare to move.
Inside this mansion, there was the noise of singing and dancing, showing the owner's wealth and luxury. However, at this moment, he turned a deaf ear to it, and he only focused on the footsteps that were getting closer and closer to the mansion.
Du Shougao's unique murderous aura was getting closer and closer, as if it wanted to freeze the air.
What to do?
What to do?
In Feng Feiyun's mind, there were thousands of countermeasures, but they were all rejected by Yiyi. Facing an expert of Du Shougao's level, any kind of plan would be so weak.
He turned his gaze towards the depths of this mansion, and he saw nine ancient willows with dragon engravings, along an old path that extended into the distance.
The nine ancient willows corresponded to nine blue pagoda temples that covered a corner of the mansion, and there was a vague murderous aura.
This mansion was located in the inner city, and in order to save his life, Feng Feiyun had to rush inside. However, the layout inside was completely different from the outside, and it carried a foreign architectural style.
"Such a big mansion, but why is there not a single maid or servant?"
Feng Feiyun looked around. Even though the front was brightly lit, and the sounds of singing and dancing were incessant, he couldn't see a single shadow, and it was especially strange.
A gust of wind blew, and the nine ancient willows, like nine giants carrying cauldrons, began to gently sway. The leaves rubbed against each other, creating a "rustling" sound.
"Whoosh!"
A large amount of white mist, like strands of white ribbons, came out from the leaves of the ancient willows, and it quickly filled the entire mansion.
The mist blocked people's vision, and it was difficult to see anyone outside of ten steps.
"The heavens are helping me!"
Even though Feng Feiyun didn't understand why the leaves of the nine ancient willows would emit mist, he couldn't help but admit that this was a great advantage for him to escape the pursuit of Du Shougao and the mysterious disciple of the Feng Clan.
"Boom!"
A several-meter-long Saber Qi flew in from outside like a wave of fire, smashing the wall that Feng Feiyun had been hiding in. The huge stones that were piled up were all smashed into powder.
Feiyun also took advantage of this opportunity to jump into the depths of the mansion. He jumped on top of a huge willow tree with a dragon engraved on it to hide himself.
"Swish!"
Following closely behind Feng Feiyun, two silhouettes flew in. The Du Shou master carried a long saber and charged into the mansion with one step. His eyes were cold and his murderous aura soared to the sky, almost dispersing the dense fog.
The mysterious disciple from the Feng Clan also revealed himself at this moment. He wore a feather scarf and a jade belt around his waist. In his hand, he waved a blue bone and white paper fan, appearing very elegant.
Although his face was shrouded by a thick layer of mist, making it difficult for others to see his appearance, Feng Feiyun's Heavenly Phoenix Gaze was able to make out some outlines of his appearance.
This person had bright eyes and white teeth; his facial features were exquisite beyond compare. He was simply too handsome to the point where others would be jealous.
Feng Feiyun believed that his appearance could be considered first class. He could barely charm a young girl in love, but compared to this young man, it was like a hundred and eight thousand li away.
As long as it was a woman, they would be infatuated after seeing him!
"Bah!
How could there be such a bewitching man in this world?
No wonder why his face was shrouded by a thick layer of mist; he was afraid that a good man like me would find him displeasing to the eye, so I would casually disfigure him! "
At this moment, Feng Feiyun really had the urge to disfigure this bewitching man, but it was only a thought. In the end, the bewitching man's cultivation was quite frightening. Perhaps only Du Shou at his peak could suppress him.
"Strange, why is there a familiar feeling?"
Feng Feiyun carefully looked at the bewitching man, and he vaguely felt that there was a familiar aura, especially his pair of eyes. They revealed an expression that caused Feng Feiyun to have a feeling that he was about to come out.
However, Feng Feiyun was also clear that he had never seen him before, so where did this familiar feeling come from?
Suddenly, the bewitching man took a step forward, and he slightly raised his slender white neck. His hollow eyes gazed upwards.
His eyes were extremely sharp, as if there were two sharp swords flying out from his pupils.
"Not good, he noticed me!" Feng Feiyun felt a murderous intent rushing straight to the top of his head.
The bewitching man felt Feng Feiyun's gaze, and he noticed him. His slender white arm lifted up, and he unleashed a black palm that directly struck towards the place where Feng Feiyun was hiding.
Feng Feiyun consecutively unleashed nine palm strikes. His body seemed to have turned into a Nine Armed Arhat, and he wanted to block this palm strike.
However, he still underestimated the bewitching man's cultivation. This black palm strike actually split into three, and it condensed into three Qilins. They let out a long roar, and the wild bulls rushed forward.
The power of three Qilins was around 40,000 jin. It was majestic, and the sound of their hooves shook the sky like thunder.
A casual palm strike from the bewitching man was able to unleash the power of three Qilins. His real cultivation was not below the elders of the Feng Clan, and he was definitely one of the top heroes of the Feng Clan's fifth generation.
"Boom!"
The power of three Qilins rolled forward, and it directly crushed the nine palm strikes that Feng Feiyun condensed, and it knocked him several dozen zhang away.
"Damn!
So strong! "
Even though Feng Feiyun was knocked flying, he was not injured. Instead, he borrowed this force to sneak into a blue pagoda temple next to the Dragon Willow, and he snuck in through an open window.
Nine ancient willow trees, nine pagoda temples!
The ancient willow trees were as thick as a dragon pillar, and it required three to five people to encircle it. The roots were hanging down, and the branches were luxuriant. Plus, there was a white mist lingering in the air, making it look like nine immortal trees.
The nine pagoda temples were also very strange. They were built using pure sandalwood, and the top was full of Sanskrit characters and Buddhist seals. However, the architectural style was completely different from the temples in the Grand Southern Prefecture, and it gave others a feeling that it was like Buddha, but not Buddha at the same time.
Even though this place was full of strangeness, in order to survive, Feng Feiyun had to force his way in.
"Bam!"
The moment Feng Feiyun jumped through the window, the window suddenly closed, and the scene in front of him became strange and dusky. He could only faintly see three rays of blue moonlight coming in from the window.
Feng Feiyun took a deep breath, and he crawled up from the ground. He looked through the paper window, and he saw that Du Shougao and the bewitching man were still standing outside.
These two people, one on the left and one on the right, were not good people, and they were looking at the pagoda temple where Feng Feiyun was at.
They didn't immediately rush in; it was clear that they also felt the strangeness of this place, and they didn't dare to rashly make a move. Plus, the two of them were afraid of each other, and before they understood the situation, they wouldn't easily put themselves in danger.
"Hand over the bamboo block, and I will leave your corpse intact!"
Du Shougao's voice was cold, and his words carried a chilling aura, causing the entire pagoda temple to be covered in a layer of frost.
"Feng Feiyun, I don't want to kill you, so don't force me to take your life."
The bewitching man slightly paused, and then he said: "If you hand over the bamboo block to me, I will definitely protect your life."
Feng Feiyun naturally didn't believe this nonsense. He took out the other half of the roasted chicken from his chest, and he began to chew on it. He essentially didn't care about the words of these two ruthless people.
However, after two bites, he paused. Something's not right, ah!
How could this bewitching man know my name?
Even though Feng Feiyun considered himself to be extremely talented and famous in the world, this was only his own opinion. In the end, he only arrived at Violet Firmament Ancient City yesterday, and the number of people in Violet Firmament Ancient City that could call out his name was probably less than ten.
How could this bewitching man immediately call out his name?
The more Feng Feiyun thought about it, the more strange he felt. He put down the roasted chicken in his hand, and both of his hands were placed on the windowsill. Two flames appeared in his eyes, and he once again stared at the bewitching man. He wanted to see through the layer of mist on the bewitching man's face and thoroughly see his appearance.
While Feng Feiyun was leaning against the windowsill, holding his breath, and carefully observing the bewitching man, in the dark and empty room behind him, a dark door opened. There was no sound of the door opening, and it was abnormally quiet.
An ancient sigh came, and it gave people a distant and gloomy feeling. It was like the sigh of an ancient corpse buried underground!
Similarly, Feng Feiyun still didn't hear this sigh. This pagoda temple seemed to have a mysterious power that sealed off a portion of his senses.
"Motherf * cker!
Who the hell is this bewitching man? "
Feng Feiyun observed for a long time without any results, so he reached out his hand to take the roasted chicken on the windowsill. However, he felt a cold and dry hand, as if there was no trace of flesh.